❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀“It's funny, right?” Zenya’s snarky voice intruded into my head before the thoughts could settle in. “How people could create something so powerful and useful and then discard it. It doesn't set the right balance,” she said, pressing the blade to my skin, not deep enough to draw blood, but enough to burn my skin.My teeth clamped on my bottom lip as I forced down the pain from the silver dagger slowly ripping through my skin, but Zenya didn't seem like she cared. She wasn't done talking either. “I think power should be used accordingly, wouldn't you agree?” she drawled, her tone sounding almost amused.Zenya didn't wait for a response—not that she needed one, either. I was incapable of even speaking a word with the blade burning against my throat.I just tried to breathe through it.“I would have loved to kill you right now,” she drawled, voice tight with barely contained malice. “But he wouldn't want that, not yet.”Zenya’s words grated
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